The bad guys wear white.

A Star Wars Story

What went wrong with the sequel trilogy.

I saw Star Wars in 1977 in a movie theater outside a mall in Florida. It made such an impression on me I asked if I could see it again the next day instead of The Rescuers. My family was on vacation, and I was about to turn nine that June.

The movie washed over me like that Star Destroyer coming into frame. It was magical. I was far too…